"Mrs. Jones, would you come with me." The only other patient besides myself still in the waiting room, an elderly woman, hobbled to her feet and made her way towards the door, leaning on her cane. The nurse, a petite redhead in a blue smock, waited patiently.
The nurse smiled sympathetically at me and said, "The doctor will be with you shortly."
I had been waiting two hours already. A little bit longer wouldn't hurt. I nodded my understanding and covertly tried to imagine what the nurse would look like without her clothes on. It was a pleasant exercise but the nurse had nothing on the doctor. I smiled at that thought. Doctor Stone was a beautiful blonde with a decent figure and full, lush lips. There was a constant sense of sexuality about her and a certain playfulness in her mannerism that appealed to me. Though I had only seen her once before, and had been in too much pain then to properly appreciate her presence, I thought there might have been some chemistry between us.
Time passed.
"Mr. Orfeo, your turn. If you will come with me." Was it my imagination or was their a playful smile on the nurse's face. She casually reached up and brushed a stray lock of her long red hair out of her eyes and... no it was not my imagination. Her eyes definitely traveled up and down my body as she curled her hair in her fingers.
"This way," she said. Her hips swayed from side to side as she walked. She was wearing two inch heels that made her legs stretch nicely. Her short white skirt wrapped tight around her well shaped ass. I could not keep a smile from my face as I followed her. The hall was empty. I was the last patient of the day.
"In here if you will." She held the door open for me and I stepped into the examination room. It was painted a pale blue. Anatomical charts and stainless steel instruments were on the wall behind the examination bed and a sink and cabinets filled the other wall. The floor, strangely enough was carpeted bright green.
The nurse stepped into the room after me and closed the door. It clicked shut. The air conditioner was running and the air was cool.
"Would you please undress," asked the nurse. Her tone was very professional but when I looked there was a sparkle in her eye. I noticed she was holding a hospital gown in her hands.
"Is that necessary," I asked.
"Oh yes," she said gravely, "I'm afraid it is. The doctor wants to give you a complete and thorough examination." That sounded promising I thought.
I slipped my t-shirt off and held out my hand for the gown as I pushed off first my left shoe and then my right. She didn't give me the gown though. Instead she looked at my pants and licked her lips. She had on a dull red lipstick.
"Pants too," she said and this time there was no mistaking the suggestion of desire in her voice. She wanted to see me naked before giving me the gown. The thought was enough to cause my cock to start hardening. A bit nervously I unbuttoned my jeans and pushed them down, stepping out of them. My cock was straining against my briefs and I knew if I was any harder it would rise up and out of the elastic band.
The nurse stepped closer and reaching down she rubbed the shaft of my cock through the black cotton fabric of my underwear.
"Everything has to come off," she said softly into my ear. Her breath was heavy and I could feel the fabric of her blue smock against my chest. My own breathing was becoming heavy. She laid the gown on the table besides me and then with both hands she slid my underwear down for me. My cock sprang forward, as hard as it had ever been. The cool of the air and the heat of her body made for an erotic juxtaposition.
